Mosquitos can enjoy me, I can't go inside I'm sucking up as much of the full Moon, so bright Fireflies zooming through the yard like highway cars Someone out here burning something, kids feeling alive
Freight train stampeding through my backyard It'll run across the plains like the new buffalo replaced
Ooh, ooh
I have a hope and though she's blind with no name She shits where she's supposed to, feeds herself while I'm away Sometimes I think it would be easier without her But I know nothing can hurt me when I see her sleeping face
Freight train horn howling out mad and wild Heading somewhere far away like the new buffalo replaced
